Anna Ong

(31 July 1980 / Singapore)

Games people play


You’d think you know the rules of the game well enough
After being a master player for years on end
You’d think you pretty much covered all the grounds
But then you haven’t met the one who invented the game

She saunters like a delectable biscuit right into your view
And predictable cupid’s arrow pierces straight into your heart
She shyly keeps her eyes down and then glances coyly up at you
And your defenseless chest combusts like a fiery piece of art

A breath leaves her lips, a word escapes from its heavenly confines
And it reduces you into nothing but the dork with the lamest line
She smiles a devilish smirk, she knows the game is won
She baited the poor fool within a blink, and the idiot took it line, sinker and all

You try to get the game back, yet you fumble with the rules
You try to get your swag back, yet you've lost all your moves
And all you can do, in your paralytic state
Is to watch the shattered pieces of your heart fall, coz that’s a fool’s fate

Submitted: Sunday, July 21, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 22, 2013

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